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Grief can torture and blind you. Blind you to the fact that we are not alone in our pain; in our loss.

I apologize if this hurts you. I’ve moved past it.

I’m so terrified of losing her that it bleeds into my dreams. Most likely a problem. Definitely unhealthy.

The lines between happiness and absolute hate for one's self and the world are cloudiest when there is no support, only blame and accusations from the ones we love and worship.

Guilt is a funny thing. Blame and accusation hurt the most when one places it on themselves, whether it is deserved or not.

The worst promises we break are the ones we make to ourselves.

Sometimes I dream of the future; a future with you by my side.

That magnificent crimson tang flooded his nostrils, erasing any other smell as a secret smile spilled onto the cold lines of his lips...

We have to make tough decisions in life. Many occur during the teenage years; especially because of how much pressure society levies on youth. The effects of these choices can last for years.

Tragedy does not always need to end in more pain. The memories are sweet, yet shadowed by loss. Maybe we will see those we love again, and I pray we will never have to let them go.